Whisky kills him suddenly; it does not sap him gradually. Vorsack sat alone at his computer in his pajamas. “You have a boyfriend! That’s fine by me, it’s your business, but you’d better stop sneaking around because Sheila’s got eyes in the back of her head!” He heard Sheila utter a loud percussive blast of a snore from the master bedroom.
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